It's true the tools of love wear downTime passesA mind wandersIt seems mindless, but it doesSometimes I see your faceAs if through reading glassesAnd your smile seems softer than it was

ProofSome people gonna call you upTell you something that you already knowProofSane people go crazy on youSay “No man that was notThe deal we madeI got to go, I got to go”FaithFaith is an island in the setting sunBut proof, yesProof is the bottom line for everyone

ProofSome people gonna call you upTell you something that you already knowProofSane people go crazy on youSay “No man that was notThe deal we madeI got to, I got to go”FaithFaith is an island in the setting sunBut proof, yesProof is the bottom line for everyone

Half moon hiding in the clouds, my darlingAnd the sky is flecked with signs of hopeRaise your weary wings against the rain, my babyWash your tangled curls with gambler's soap

ProofSome people gonna call you upTell you something that you already knowProofSane people go crazy on youSay “No man that was notThe deal we madeI got to, I got to, I got to”FaithFaith is an island in the setting sunBut proof, yesProof is the bottom line for everyone